Sister Yelena had not refused at all!!
Another huge piece of good news!!
March 7th's eyes lit up. She wore the reserved smile of a victor and looked down at the ground.
On the earth that had absorbed the gold coins, a line of text had already appeared.
"The final town of the human nation, the Kingdom of Elchea, lies to your north. Furthermore, their leaders already know of your arrival and are on their way to find you."
"Looks like the humans here are actually pretty reliable?"
Star's gaze followed the direction indicated by the words, slowly drifting toward the distant horizon as she remarked.
"Yeah, they sound more reliable than Tet."
"Yelena" sat cross-legged on the grass as she waited. Seeing that, March 7th sat beside her, though rather than crossing her legs, she sat with them stretched forward in a ladylike posture.
Star sat down as well, in a posture that looked rather boyish.
The group simply watched the distance.
In almost the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the sound of hoofbeats drawing nearer shattered the silence and woke the sleeping earth.
They were warhorses and knights.
But they were not what most people imagined: "Knights clad in silver armor, riding majestic warhorses and charging forward with unstoppable force."
Instead, several poorly equipped people in leather armor rode small horses that looked much like Mongol horses as they hurried over.
Then, they stopped about a hundred meters away and waved in their direction.
The leader was a beautiful young woman with soft, wavy crimson hair cut short, emerald-green eyes, fair skin, and a lovely figure.
She wore a short dress, a white cloak, and riding boots. Yes, it was the typical attire of Britain's nobility back when Rome still existed.
Damn bumpkins from